nobody asked…

In a recent world tour of blogs that I frequent, my name jumped off the screen and slapped me in the face. It seems one of my Down-Under friends (Note to self: Ask him if Aussies refer to us as Up-Over) named “an-open-mind?” had tagged me for participation in one of those idiotic memes. I have never participated in such and usually walk around with a great amount of disdain for those who spend their lives on such. If you have nothing to say except to fill up a blog with meme drivel, then why bother? Take up the fine art of decoupage … or something.

However, in the interest of not giving Bush a hint of a reason to invade Australia, and because an-open-mind? is generally a decent seeming bloke, I spoke with His Excellency, My Innermost Speaker of Truth and Trivia, and received a one-time dispensation and reprieve to participate in this meme only, this one time, forever and ever, Amen. One of the conditions to which I had to agree and pledge my first-born male child on breach of promise, is that I would not under any circumstances or threat of great bodily harm or even death, pass this along by tagging others. If any reader is inclined to pick it up and run with it of their own initiative, then may their god be with them.

The meme goes like this:

1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.

From my 23rd post, A Healthy Level of Insanity, the 5th sentence is one of a list of things to do to maintain said level of insanity, and reads thus:

Sit in your parked car and point a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.

OK, I did the meme and purged the urge from my system. I feel so cleansed and pure. If only for a moment. And I still have my healthy level of insanity… Got to get started on that damned decoupage project now…

ASIDE: After writing and titling this, I looked up the text of Psalm 23, just for the heck of it. Seems it is most appropriate on this day, Thanksgiving, when we eat copious portions from banquet-sized tables and our cups and glasses most certainly runneth over. I’m not sure about any enemies at the dining table or the oil poured on my head, but here is the fifth sentence from Psalm 23, King James Version:

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.